Afternoon In The Cemetery
A dog with a lame leg drags itself around the tombs
Mrs. watson talks with someone whos been dead for years
A sickly smell of urine rising from her tights
Two old ladies on a park bench sitting silent already dead
What a wonderfull place to have a cup of tea
What a wonderfull place to read a book bout love
What a wonderfull place to sit around with me under a tree
On an afternoon in the cemetery
Millions of flies spiral around a cross before they land
In a fresh grave someone dug last night
The little chappel looks so sad even the flowers seem to cry
And all those people seem to wait for the moment they will die
What a wonderfull place to have a cup of tea
What a wonderfull place to read a book bout
What a wonderfull place to sit around with me under a tree
On an afternoon in the cemetery
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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Sun Filled Happiness
what a day to take the children to play
out on this joyfull day
the sky is clear
there is no clouds near
the sun is bright
filling our day with wonderfull light
and bringing much delight
to have a day as wonderfull as now
to know the children will not give a howl
today is the day to celebrate the sun
today is the day to go out and have fun.
poem by Leanne Guyton
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Bliss
BLISS.
HOURS ON A FLIGHT TO THIS TROPICAL PARADISE
THE LOCALS HAVE A SECRET..THEY SURE ARE WISE
WE ARE ALL HAVING A BALL..
IN THIS WONDERFULL WATERFALL.
poem by Brian Roy Skyers
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Moonless Night
The air is cold in this moonless night
its so beautiful
this moonless night
the night for an eclipse
three years of waiting for this night is so wonderfull
the beauty of this world
you never want to end this moment
of joy
this moonless night is wonderful
with you here
i will never forgett this night
with the cool waves and the beautiful moonless night sky.....
poem by Aurora Lockwood
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To My Best-Friend
H,
Its very hard to find a friend like you
You've always been there for me
Always been a wonderfull friend to me
I'll always remember all the walks and talks
We had together
You are more then a friend to me
You are family, a sister
Thats why I want you to walk beside me
On graduation day
Side by Side
On that stage so everyone to see
How lucky I am
to have a friend like you
And I would have never made it
With-out You
poem by Maribel Ramirez
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Only You
Sometimes, late to the mid in night, i feel your breath - The warmth of love, against my neck, by the wonderfull breeze of every take, when you breathe - Distorted i was, before you crossed my path, which was filled with the rain of pain - YOU washed away my tears, YOU were compassionatly sincere, YOU showed me the way, by the think inside differently different - Every night i thank all the Gods, even the moon with her stars, that i was the one to be blessed - With YOU as my rainbow, dressed for love which shines with success
poem by Unic Cjonr
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Under The Fig Tree
My shelter full of warmth,
Where I'm fully protected,
A place I can call home,
The silence makes it even peaceful,
It's my little La La Land,
I can speak my mind,
I can feel my freedom once again,
The fresh wind brushes pass my skin softly,
Not a dropp of rain can fall on me,
I am fully protected under that tree,
It's more than a tree,
It's a place where my imaginary turns to reality,
Where I explore my dreams,
A place full of wonders,
A place where miracles take place,
A tree that bears fruits,
Under the fig tree.
poem by Marlene Rashidi
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Anniversary Of Our Love
Forty years of bliss and non bliss how do
you ever try to marinate all the non harmony
moments, to tenderize its foundation
By standing by each other and always knowing
irreguradless of how hard the situation may be for
the other, the tomorrows of our souls will mend
the broken rainbow and make our days shine
once more
Waiting each night for your return, to say how
was your day, is only a small part of my love
and how we managed to withold all the raging
seas and weather them to an island of tranquility
Thank you for the most wonderfull forty years of
my life, without you, my soul would not be in existance
Happy Anniversary and know, I would do it all, all over
again........
To Tom, on our anniversary of our love.......
poem by Bonnie Collins
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Green
Ripped by hate, torn by my heart -
Tears the hole in my chest, slivered by the thorns -
I cried my best, tears lost to the dunes -
Beauty lies in the sands, true by treasure -
Wonderfull by sight, worth far less -
Beauty does not shine, in the eye of a diamond -
I will rather spade my grave, to rake your gold plated faces -
What is destroyed, from above to beyond -
Can never be replaced, useless, lost to the case -
The one you green with promises to save
poem by Unic Cjonr
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A woman I seek
A woman I seek
A woman to keep
Sick of this life
I want me a wife
A woman to cherish
Before I perish
A woman to kiss
A woman I'll miss
The times I'm away
I know I won't stray
She'll be my life
My wonderfull wife
XxX
poem by Derek Threadgill
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My dear dream
Dream of sea,
Dream of ships,
Dream of huge ocean,
Dream of men in unifom
Its my dream, dream so different,
Dream so new, dream of dark sky up above,
Dream of sea so calm, dream of sea roaring,
Its my sweet dream.
Dream so sweet, wonderfull, special, close to my heart,
Its my sweet dream.
Dreaming to get my dreams happen.
Its my sweet dream.
poem by Anees Akbar
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Same Place, Same Time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
The coffee’s hot
And the company is good
Conversation flows, as it should
A joke or two
And when all is said and done
We’re right back to where we begun
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
These crowded streets
I balance tight roped on the curb
Car screeches past, a scream is heard
De ja vu
Yes I’ve been here before
Time moves slowly as traffic stalls
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Break
It was good
You were sublime
I’m so glad that we spent the time
Time is short
What we have is rare
Love is oxygen with you there
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Copyright 2006 (updated 2010)
poem by Colin Coplin
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Throw Down A Line
Throw down a line, help a poor boy
Whos drowning in the stormy sea
Throw down a line, help a poor boy
Whos hanging in a nowhere tree
Have you got a place for me
Men are tied in chains of silence
I look on violence, up, down, left and right
Is there no hope of light
The peaceful hand that once caressed me
Hurts like the rest, because its turned to stone
Talons of steel have grown
Throw down a line, help a poor boy
Whos drowning in the stormy sea
Throw down a line, help a poor boy
Whos hanging in a nowhere tree
Have you got a place for me
Yeah, oh help me, yeah
Throw down a line, help a poor boy
Whos drowning in the stormy sea
Throw down a line, help a poor boy
Whos hanging in a nowhere tree
Have you got a place for me
See the moon, its getting nearer
But no more clearer than the earth below
What do we really know
I feel the stab of pain returning
Despair is burning in my heart again
Why dont they see the end, ooooh
Throw down a line, help a poor boy
Whos drowning in the stormy sea
Yeah, throw down a line, help a poor boy
Whos hanging in a nowhere tree
Have you got a place for me
Throw down a line, help a poor boy
Whos drowning in the stormy sea
Yeah, throw down a line, help a poor boy
Whos hanging in a nowhere tree
Have you got a place for me
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Shadows She Said
there's no more place to go
the other bars are closed
the night the stranger came to town
how do you know
when you're right or wrong?
how do you know
if you hurt or if you don't?
so many people say so many things
but nobody agrees on anything
there's no more place to go
shadows she said
there's no more place to go
shadows she said
this night's an empty shell
shadows she said
and all the shadows followed after her
you burned the book of life
the cradle and the tomb
how could you ever dare
there's no more turning back
your stars lit up in flames
there's gunsmoke in the air
and yesterday you bought a brand-new car
but you don't feel like going very far
there's no more place to go...
there's no more place to go
shadows she said
there's no more place to go
shadows she said
this night's an empty shell
shadows she said
and all the shadows followed after her
here they come...
shadows she said...
and all the shadows followed after her...
shadows she said...
song performed by by Alphaville
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Meaningless
Today I awakened and
I ran and ran and ran-
Headed towards no place
In particular –
I pleaded for help, but
Nobody came so
I stood up and ran and ran and ran-
Toward nowhere but knowing that
There is no such thing as nowhere-
Every place is some place, even
If it has no name-
Even if its name defines it as it
Not being a place-
There must be someplace that awaits me-
Today I am destined to go and
I don’t know where to but I must keep on believing
That there exists a place just for me-
I picked flowers along the way and
I cried hard yesterday- in this moment
My life has no meaning and
That is why I call my destiny nowhere –
I shall run and run and run until
The day I die-
I may not find my home until that day and
No one knows where people go
After they die-
But believe me-
Everyone goes somewhere
Even if nobody knows where- and
I can still pick flowers on the way- as
My cry for help has been silenced.
poem by Claudia Krizay
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The Place
There is a place
In my heart that still dances
A place in my soul that sings
- And sings, and dances and dances -
A place so deep, so set
A place that even the mundane drudgery
The routine day-to-day
Can not kill
A place so close, so distant
A place that was, and is yet to come
A place where belief originates and lives
The birth place of
The most human humanity
The most divine divinity
A place where
Majesty, mystery and magic still speak
A place of all origins.
Some will not hear it any longer.
But, I still listen...
Waiting... hoping... trusting...believing...
The Place... is real.
It's way out there - it's everywhere...
It is ever within.
This Place... is my place.
It has called to me by name
Since the day of birth,
It's name is simple and profound;
I call him
Jesus.
He calls me
'My child.'
It's to him we go.
It's for us he came.
He is where I belong.
I am always on the Way
To the Place
Where he is.
The Place... home.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Definition of happiness
ITS A place we have all been to:
a place were difficulties are forgotten
were only joyful events are certain
its a place you cant go to everyday
when you get there not long enough you can stay
a place safe and secure
a shield that deflects any bad thing that could accrue
a place were poise and pride are not neglected
a place were negative thoughts, ideas are not selected
a place far away from here
a place that does not recognize fear
a place that needs along time to get to
yet you arrive and forget any negative thing you have been through
a place that effects so deep
a place were you cant fall asleep
a place that does not exist
yet we have all been there I still insist
a place that’s not defined as a dream or a fantasy
a place that is only called happiness and ecstasy
Yet it is the most beautiful place
where sound of laughter and shape of smile race
on ones face like it would be in grace
poem by Ayesha Sartawi
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A Place Of Solitude
Everyone has a place of solitude
where the world cannot invade.
Where we can sit in silence
and enjoy our own thoughts
away from everyone.
A park bench by a pond
dedicated to someone
who liked the view.
A church pew
where people sit
and ask god to see them through.
Everyone has their own place
that gives them peace of mind.
A place to rest their weary body
and leave
the rest of the world behind.
Their own space
a place of solitude.
4 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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Neva Get Enuf (feat. Lil Wayne)
ft. Lil' Wayne
3L and Wayne, what up
Listen, I'm way better than that chump
Sorry 'cause I let her get her stuff
'Cause she shiftin' with a brother who could never get
enough of her
I'd go tough for her, could never do enough for her
Mad love for her, mad thoughts of her
Days and days again
And I'm like Rocky, where's my Adrianne
Now holler back
Sweethearts bounce if you feel me
Little women love, little me never get enough
Why every time I meet a guy who wants to try
To get my mathematics I deny
He wants to take me home, he's out of his mind
Will I ever meet someone for me
He's gotta be the one
That I'm daydreaming to spend my time with
He's gotta be the one
With no chicks attached and that's my man
To all my girls that dream know what I'm talkin' 'bout
The ones that makes us cling to the thoughts of love
He's so fresh, he's so clean, yes, I call and he
calls me too
That's why he's bad, my place, his pad, I could never
get enough
I, I'm so glad I came across this kind of guy
He didn't ask me for my number, I thought why
Then when I got the chance and now he's gentle inside
Now he's the one that's got me open wide
He's gotta be the one
That I'm daydreaming to spend my time with
He's gotta be the one
With no chicks attached and that's my man
To all my girls that dream know what I'm talkin' 'bout
The ones that makes us cling to the thoughts of love
He's so fresh, he's so clean, yes, I call and he calls
me too
That's why he's bad, my place, his pad, I could never
get enough
Mom, I stop to holler, not to bother
If you busy I'll wait out for hours
I'mma stick my wait out all the way out for hours
What you know 'bout bein' hot for hours and not from
showers, shh...
Not yet though, how 'bout some flowers
How 'bout we hop the wild one, knock out some lobster
I could make your problems easy , stop jabbin' and
slabbin'
Weezy never get enough
To all my girls that dream know what I'm talkin' 'bout
The ones that makes us cling to the thoughts of love
He's so fresh, he's so clean, yes, I call and he calls
me too
That's why he's bad, my place, his pad, I could never
get enough
To all my girls that dream know what I'm talkin' 'bout
The ones that makes us cling to the thoughts of love
He's so fresh, he's so clean, when I call him he calls
me too
That's why he's bad, my place, his pad, I could never
get enough
song performed by by 3LW
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Sonnet XXX
MY loue is lyke to yse, and I to fyre;
how comes it then that this her cold so great
is not dissolu'd through my so hot desyre,
but harder growes the more I her intreat?
Or how comes it that my exceeding heat
is not delayd by her hart frosen cold:
but that I burne much more in boyling sweat,
and feel my flames augmented manifold?
What more miraculous thing may be told
that fire which all things melts, should harden yse:
and yse which is congeald with sencelesse cold,
should kindle fyre by wonderfull deuyse.
Such is the powre of loue in gentle mind,
that it can alter all the course of kynd.
poem by Edmund Spenser
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Gaff
Oh what a wonderfull moses staff
that works wonders deleting laugh
and traps all man that from life way stray
leaving his sumppuous body to rot and throw away
now listen to my noisy wisper
the cause of my brave horse's wimper
listen to the secret of life
the source and end of husband and wife
thn words you read now is the earths wicket
hear the whistling
words of the widgeon and cricket
it says that for life only one can fortell
he is the one to you, i tell
that same is he, the secret of life
tis he that bid us live without strife
its him that holds the knife and life
he is the father without wife
now here is the secret
that life is living and death is retreat
and both war and retreat, he controls
just as he made plants and woad
he is the truth, life and road
God.., fear him
poem by Gideon Zerah Ogbonna
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